Day Uno

Today was my first day of my second year of college. I had three classes; Word Processing (I know, it sucks, but I have to take it cuz its a requirement), Intro to Accounting, and Frontpage. I found out, however, an hour before my Frontpage class that it had been canceled this semester so I had to find another business class to take its place. My advisor, Mrs. James, suggested Personal Finance for a class. So, during my Accounting class, I had to quickly think about taking that class. If I didnt, I would've had only 14 credits this semester so I decided to take it so now I'm back up to 17. It was 10:45 when I got out of accounting so I had to run to my advisor's office, have her fill out a drop/add form. Then I had to run it to Administration, then down to the bookstore to get the book which turns out they wont have until next week. Then I had to high tail it back to the classroom I just came from (small campus...) so I could make it to the first period for that class. I made it. :D After that class, I had lunch which consisted of chicken nuggets, fries from yesterday, a salad and a delicious mountain dew. And now here I sit.

My finger has not gotten better and its been 5 days since I smashed it. fml.

Last night, my school had a block party to celebrate back to school. We had a live performer who's name I dont remember but he was pretty good. His last song was the Itsy, Bitsy, Spider song. I also met new possible friends, Jessica and Michael. I didn't talk to them much but they seem pretty cool. I'm sure I'll see them again. I also met Stacie, who is my friend Rebecca's friend. And some theater people my roommate knows.

OMG. I'm so sick of my roommate. Last night, she had people over past curfew (yes, we have curfew but its like at 1 am) and then she had a boy stay over and they slept together. Ugh. If this turns out like last year, I will say something cuz I'm sick of that shit. When she finally woke up, all I heard was, "I'm so fuckin tired." Go to bed earlier than 4 am, bitch. And, "I don't wanna walk all the way to Irvin Hall. It's too fuckin far away." From our dorm to Irvin Hall is a 5-7 minute walk. it won't kill you. Besides, you need the exercise. Cant forget this one, "It's fuckin raining, I dont wanna fuckin walk in the rain." Get an umbrella. The rain wont kill you.

She complains about EVERYTHING. It's getting old. Grow up.